The Promise of Morning

The Promise of Morning

In the shadows I am waiting

To see the sun, anticipating

That fears and worries will not last

The darkest part of the night has past

Now in the quiet morning haze

The dawn begins to gently break

My heart responds to the sun’s first rays

Thanks to God for this new day

With each rotation of the Earth

I feel released and find new worth

In taking breath and sensing light

Perhaps I change somehow each night

And each beginning is new and fresh

With opportunities to be blessed

With peace, and hope, and a new attitude

I still my heart in gratitude

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